Chapter 5 -- Heather
The girls all scattered to the four winds to talk to their parents about the impending move and what it would mean for their future careers. Their parents had always been extremely supportive of their daughter's musical endeavors so there was very little chance that any of the parents would object to the move.
They did try to quell some of the enthusiasm by giving them some sobering statistics about success vs. failure in the music industry. They let them know it would take a lot of hard work and practice, which is something Bob had already impressed on them. The "elders" were a bit surprised but very pleased that he hadn't sugar coated anything. He gave them the real poop and they were going to have to decide for themselves if it was worth the effort. Bob was not overtly pushing any of them to do anything, though, truth be told, he'd be very disappointed if it didn't work because of "adult reservations".
Heather on the other hand, was in the world all by herself. She and her parents had been extremely close. A drunk driver killed both of her parents shortly after her high school graduation, and she was an only child. The insurance monies and all that dad or mom had invested left Heather very well set for the rest of her life, but she, like Bob, couldn't handle just sitting around.
Two years later she still grievously mourned their loss, and missed them terribly. Living in their house was a constant reminder that she was now alone, so she moved into a much smaller place, hiring a reputable property management company to rent the house that she had grown up in. She didn't want to dispose of it, but couldn't live in it at this point.
Of course, Bob didn't know any of this yet, and it is one reason Heather had been so quick to cuddle with Bob that first night. She didn't date much and this was the first time in a long time that she'd been that close to a man in a bed. She didn't feel any reservations about Bob, and truth be told, she felt very close to him that night. However, she had felt "honor bound" to give Michelle her request, but somehow felt deep inside that she wanted, no, needed to get close to this man.
Michelle, on the other hand, recognized immediately the instant vibe between the two older members. She had already decided what she needed to do. As hard as it was going to be, she was going release Heather from her "restriction" so that she and Bob could "get to know each other". She just couldn't deny Heather the chance.
Heather was Chelly's best friend and having had many long, somber conversations, she knew how much Heather was still hurting deeply and really needed someone to be close. Bob could possibly fill that void and Michelle, to her credit, recognized that need in her friend. She also knew what she was going to be giving up.
When she was much younger, Michelle had met Bob on a number of occasions, at family parties. She was enamored with him from the start, but because of age and location wasn't able to act on that base emotional attachment. Now that a real opportunity presented itself, there was a best friend, a sister, who had a need far greater than her own personal lust. Michelle, though pained, faced it admirably and maturely.
She picked up her phone and called Heather.
Judy looked at her daughter with a smile and understanding what Chelly had just done, whispered "You'll never know how proud I am of you at this moment, Honey. That selflessness will come back to reward you someday."
Michelle looked at her mother with tears forming in her eyes. She whispered to her mother, "She needs him more than I ever will mom. If the same thing happened in my life, and I lost you, I would at least have Maggie. Heather is all alone in the world mom, what else can I do?"
"Nothing baby. That's why I'm so proud of you. Heather will never forget it and neither will Bob for that matter." Then with a wry smile, "I'm sure, knowing Heather, you'll still get your opportunities."
"I couldn't do that to her mom. Not unless there was mutual agreement and no emotional issues being fostered. Even though Bob hides his very well, they're both very lonely people, so hopefully they'll be good for each other."
Judy just looked at her daughter with a soft smile and nodded her head. Michelle could see the pride her mother felt in her eyes, which made Chelly swell a little in her own pride. It was to be noble and she had sensed it.
Bob, having been in the back room, hadn't heard a word. When he came back into the room it was obvious that Chelly had been crying, and was about to say something when Judy put her finger to her lips telling him to keep quiet.
He raised his eyebrows in question but she just shook her head almost imperceptibly. Michelle looked up at him with a strained smile as he grabbed a chair and joined them at the table.
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Heather had just pulled back into the driveway and parked her car next to Bob's truck and trailer. With the big smile that was usually on her face, she jumped out, walked through the garage and knocked on the door. Two knocks and a turn of the handle, she was in the kitchen where Judy and Michelle were waiting for her. Bob, not having heard anything and being a guy, was essentially clueless and wondered why Heather had come back.
"Hey Chell, you said you needed to talk to me, so I turned around. What's up?" she asked, and then grabbed the chair next to Bob and sat down. Neither she nor Bob had any idea about what was going to transpire in the next few minutes. They looked at each other with an instant smile then turned their attention to the others.
Michelle looked at her mother, and gulped, and then looked at Heather with a look that told her something important was up. She began to get a little nervous about whatever it was, wondering if Michelle had decided not to participate after all, but Judy was all smiles, so...
"Bob, it was me that put up the restriction on any 'activities' that may have happened last night," she choked out softly.
"It was a little selfish on my part, no, it was a lot selfish, but you have been my 'fantasy' for a lot of years," she continued with some difficulty.
She looked at both of them and had to giggle because they both had that deer in the headlights look on their faces. Judy just looked at them and laughed.
Chelly looked at her best friend, "Heather, I noticed the instant attraction between the two of you, and I feel really guilty knowing that you have an honest need in your life that I'll never have."
Then looking at Bob, "You can possibly fill that need for her Bobby. The restriction I put up was before you got here, and before I saw you two together, it was really nothing overt on either of your parts, it's just a chemistry that I noticed immediately."
Then with a slightly pained smile, "I guess it's a woman thing."
Bob and Heather looked at each other with questioning looks, then back to Michelle, Bob raising an eyebrow.
Bob was first, "I don't get it Chelly. What the hell are you talking about?"
Michelle looked at both of them, and laughed. "I guess blunt is the best attack, so I'll stop beating around whatever bush I've been beating around." Looking directly at Bob, "I would like for you to go home with Heather and stay with her until you go back home with us. I want to see you and all the other members of the group, but Heather really needs someone, and from what I could see last night when we setup and the practice session today, you could be it!"
Heather looked at her and started to cry softly, "Chelly you don't have to do this. It's been your dream for so long, I'd feel so guilty stepping in the middle."
"Heather," she said very softly, "I'm not alone. I have my family, but you lost yours and I know that you are still hurting a lot. I'll never have to face in my life what you have had to face. All I'm saying is that I recognize that you do need someone in your life and Bob may be a good someone for you. I don't want to selfishly deny either of you that possibility."
Typical of a guy, Bob just sat there with a dumb look on his face trying to figure out what was really going on between the two girls.
Recognizing the look, Judy had to laugh. Still laughing she stood up, and wagged her finger at Bob telling him to follow her, which he did immediately.
Judy saw the looks from the girls and before they could say anything, just whispered one word to them both, "Relax."
When they got into the next room, away from ears that could eavesdrop, Judy turned to Bob with a grin, "You have no clue do you?"
He just shook his head.
"Sweetheart, Michelle has had a crush on you for years and it has nothing to do with your fame or fortune. Unfortunately, from my perspective, it's been far more than a schoolgirl fantasy for a long time. She loves you a lot Bobby and it's not 'puppy love'. Whether or not it's a love that would go anywhere, who knows," she said shrugging her shoulders.
"Today, and last night she noticed that there was some chemistry between you and Heather that just clicked. She has known for a long time that Heather needs someone; we've talked about it at great length. Chelly sees that someone could be you Bob, and she's letting Heather know that she is setting aside her lustful fantasy so that you and Heather can explore the possibilities. If you want my real opinion, I think Chelly was only interested in getting laid because, at this point in her life, I don't think she recognizes her own desires beyond that. I could be wrong." Then with a grin, "It has happened once or twice before."
Bob nodded, and asked softly, "Heather needs someone? I don't get it."
Judy looked at him with surprise, "You don't know about her parents."
"Uh. No. I know she's by herself, but..."
"Oh hell Bob, I thought you already knew," Judy said with a sorrowful look. "Heather lost both of her parents to a drunk driver close to two years ago. She has no brothers or sisters. She has no known relatives. Bob, she is all alone in this ugly world at 20, well, since she was 18. Chelly is willing to give up her deepest fantasy, you, for her friend. Heather truly needs someone in her life, it will help her to continue her recovery, and you both have a common interest in music. Chell also sees that you are also a lonely person, and I happen to believe that is a very accurate assessment. Saying all of that, don't think that Chelly still doesn't want a piece of you," she grinned, "But she says that will be up to Heather and you."
Getting a little tear, she continued, "She wants both of you to be happy Bobby, and she doesn't want to be in the way of that happening if it can work with you and Heather. I think she's right and you two might be very good for each other, but that's her mother's prejudiced opinion. The two of you need the opportunity to explore those possibilities. That's what Chelly is trying to give you both tonight, and quite honestly, I couldn't be more proud of her."
Then gently putting her hands on his face, "Please, Bob, let Heather take you home with her and let nature take whatever course it will. She may not be ready for any true intimacy, but you can be there for her."
"Well, if last night's sleep fest was any indication, she seems ready for intimacy, but that may have been some kind of bravado because she knew of 'the restriction'. It'll be totally up to Heather, but I am certainly willing."
Judy chuckled, "I'll bet you are, you dirty old man."
Bob looked at her with a shocked face, "Who? Me?" Then laughed, "Guilty as charged."
Then more seriously, "Judy, She's only 5 years younger than I am you know."
"I know sweetie," Judy chuckled. "I was giving you a hard time."
Grinning, arm in arm the two of them returned to the kitchen where it was obvious that another discussion was being held. Both girls looked up when Bob and Judy entered the room, each looking both happy and very nervous.
Bob walked over to Michelle and put his hands out asking her to stand up. When she stood, he wrapped his arms around her and leaned down to kiss her. It started out to be a soft, gentle kiss, but proceeded to become a very sensual, loving meeting. When the kiss broke Bob looked her directly in her bright green eyes and whispered to her softly, "I love you Michelle, more than you will ever know."
She looked him directly in the eyes and tearfully whispered back, "I love you too Bobby, so much, and I love Heather too, which is why I have to do this."
"I know honey," Bob whispered with a wry grin, "I'm sure you'll get your chances."
He backed away from her, and smiling went over to the other side of the table and sat down in his former seat next to Heather.
He looked at her and asked softly, "So... how do you feel about all of this?"
Nervously looking into his eyes, she replied, "I don't know. It's so overwhelming at the moment, I'm not sure what to think."
"Do you want some time alone to think about it?"
Without any hesitation Heather shook her head, and nervously replied, "I don't think so. No, not really. I've been alone for a long time already."
"So..."
"Will you come home with me Bobby?"
"If that's what you want, yes I will."
"That's what I want," sighed Heather taking one of his hands in hers.
Then looking at her best friend said softly, "Chelly, I don't really know what to say..."
"You don't need to say anything Hey. I'm good with it, and I'm happily hoping for both of you... Really Sweetie, no bullshit."
That's the first time Bob had recognized hearing anyone use Heather's nickname, Hey.
Then with a forced smile, "Now, why don't you two get out of here and go get to know each other a little better."
Heather and Bob slowly stood and hugged Judy and Chelly, then hand in hand headed for the back door.
When it closed and she was sure they were truly on their way, Michelle finally broke down and sobbed openly, moving over to her mother for comfort.
"I know that was hard baby but it was the right thing to do. I'm so proud of you..."
"I know mom, and I'll 'get my turn' with him, but I have such mixed emotions at the moment I don't know what to think."
"Then don't think anything Honey. You'll end up over thinking the whole thing and drive yourself batty."
Michelle got a strained smile at that description and just nodded her head knowing her mother was right.
"It still feels like I just lost a best friend, but I know that's not EVEN the case. If anything, my bestest friend will be even more bestest," she said with another strained smile.
Judy smiled and put her arm around her daughter's shoulders and they went into the living area to sit and ignore the TV babble and continue their conversation.
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A short time later, Michelle's older sister, Maggie, popped in the door to say hello.
"Holy shit, what's wrong with you Chell?" Maggie noticed immediately plopping down next to her on the couch.
"She just gave up her fondest dream to someone who needed him more," Judy said softly.
"Wow, Chell, I'm really sorry."
"No, don't be sorry, it's ok. It hurts right now, but Hey needs Bob a lot more than I do at the moment, and once we're all living together, I'll have time with him. It's just that I've wanted him for such a long time; I'm really not all that sure I wanted anything more than a 'fling' or three. Shit, it's only been my fantasy, not my dream. Hey needs someone solid."
"Yeah I know. Or three?" Maggie chuckled. "Why did Heather ask you?"
"She didn't Mag, when we finished our weekend practice sessions Hey just left like normal. I got to thinking that she's going home to an empty house and will be alone. She has nobody left in the whole world Maggie, and I've at least got you and Mom, so I told her to come back and we all talked about it for a while. Heather was blown away and I'm sure when they sleep together tonight something will happen, but you never know. They slept together last night."
"Yeah, but you'd put some ridiculous restriction on all the girls Chelly, and to her credit Heather honored your request. You did the right thing Baby, and even though you're hurting right now, you know it was the right thing."
"I know mom. Somewhere the Karma Gods are smiling and it will come back to me, but even knowing that doesn't make it hurt any less."
Maggie moved around and put her arms around to give her sister a hug.
"Thanks Mags, I really need it right now," Michelle whispered to her sister.
Maggie looked in Chelly's eyes, and moved her face towards her putting her lips softly onto her younger sisters and both kissed very tenderly. Judy just stared, her mouth agape. This is obviously not the first time they have kissed like that.
When the kiss broke Michelle put her head on Maggie's shoulder and holding her tight let out a big sigh. Judy wasn't really sure how she felt about this "incestuous relationship", but she knew it was not a bad thing. Besides they were both old enough to make up their own minds about those kinds of things.
They sat and talked for a couple hours before it got late enough that they all wandered off to bed. Judy noted that her two daughters retired to Chelly's room and a wry grin appeared on her face. She knew in her heart that Chelly had done the right thing, and she knew that Chelly knew it too, but it didn't help that lost feeling. She smiled inwardly knowing Maggie would help to take care of some of that for her baby sister.
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Outside the garage, Bob and Heather got into her car for the short trip home. The ride was very quiet, both of them being engrossed in their own thoughts.
Heather was completely overwhelmed by Michelle's gesture. Somehow, even with her "false front", Chelly had seen her loneliness. Then she thought, "Well, Chelly knows me better than anyone else in the world, so I guess it's not that surprising." She wondered if Chelly saw the same loneliness in Bob that she had sensed last night. Maybe it was because of her own feeling of being alone that helped her see that Bob was a very lonely soul as well.
She was also overwhelmed with other emotions. This meant that there was the possibility that she wouldn't be alone anymore, and she wasn't sure how she would handle that. She's been so lonely for so long now she wasn't sure about anything. She recognized the opportunity that Chelly had provided her and would be forever grateful, she just hoped, deep in her heart that it worked out.
Heather also understood the sacrifice Chell had made for her. In her mind Bob would be free to "play" with Michelle if he wanted to. There would be no jealousy, or ill feelings. If Michelle could give up her deepest fantasy for her, then she could certainly share him. She knew Chelly wouldn't try to stab her in the back over anything so there was some security in that. Really, none of the other three would stab her, so... Oh hell, we'll see.
It may also turn out that she and Bob aren't compatible on a personal level, but they'd never know unless they tried. She knows she likes him, a lot and without that goofy "restriction" she'd have let him fuck her silly last night. She smiled to herself and let out a heavy sigh. Maybe tonight?
Bob on the other hand was completely blown away. He now knew of Heather's pain, though he couldn't truly relate having never had that kind of experience. He could certainly relate to the loneliness. He would be happy to do anything he could to help with her continued recovery.
He also understood the sacrifice that Michelle had made for her friend, and knew that there would be conversations. He was also blown away because Heather was a knock 'em down, stone assed walking wet dream. What would a 20-year-old fox want with an "old geezer" like him?
Geezer... Right, he's 25. She's 20. Could it be more perfect?"
Granted, in less than a month all 5 of them would be cohabitating and collaborating but he didn't want any personality issues to get in the way of the music. He'd seen that in the past and knew how volatile that kind of situation could become.
He had to admit though, that when Fleetwood Mac was imploding they created their absolute best work on the album "Rumors". That is the exception though, not the rule and it is only a tribute to their tenacity, talent, and belief in the music that allowed the personality issues to actually enhance the emotionally driven outcome.
It only took a few minutes to get to Heather's abode. She had purposely found a place close to the others, especially Chelly, instead of moving away. The music has always been a very large part of her healing, and the biggest reason she was such an exceptional musician is because she didn't do anything else. She didn't have to work; she didn't date though she had plenty of offers. Essentially she didn't have a life outside of the music. She still hadn't figured out how to move on from her tragedy, but "las tres amigas" had helped incredibly giving her something else to focus on.
They both walked up to the front door hand in hand then stopped. Bob took her in his arms, looked into her eyes and asked again, "Are you really sure you want this Heather? I won't think any less of you if you change your mind."
"No, I won't change my mind. It's hard to explain, but Chelly knows me, she's my bestest best friend. I love all the girls, but I'm closest to Chell. She went through my agony with me, she put up with me in my darkest time, and that's something I'll never, ever, forget. In the end, she stuck it out and we've become even closer than sisters. Now she has given up her most secret of desires, and she did it for me," she said beginning to show tears welling up in those gorgeous blue eyes.
"I'm very overwhelmed. I certainly didn't expect this. I know that I like you, I like you a lot!" she smiled meekly. "It may seem weird since we've only known each other for like 36 hours or so, but there's something "here" that is stronger than I am, maybe even stronger than you. Chelly could sense it... She's good at that."
They hugged tightly for a few minutes just feeling each other before she opened the door to welcome him into her world.
They had some time to chat, and sat in Heather's living area with a bottle of really good wine and some munchies. They talked into the night, but fatigue caught up and the excitement adrenalin finally burned itself out for the moment, and both were obviously tired.
"Heather, I don't object to your guest room," giving her another chance for an out.
She looked at him with an evil grin and said, "No way Jose. We shared a bed last night and we can share one again tonight. It doesn't mean we have to do any more than we did, but now the eventuality exists.
Then with a big smile she added, "I'm not in any big rush, I'm just horny."
Bob laughed and nodded as they made their way to her bedroom. It was what you would call a typical girls room. Soft, very neat, and quite comfortable. It had a huge California king sized bed against one wall, neat clothes storage and an acoustic guitar sitting in a stand in the far corner.
Bob walked over to the stand and gently picked up the instrument and took a quick look at it, then looked at Heather with a smile.
"This is a Golden Era Sunburst isn't it?"
Heather nodded showing a bit of surprise he would recognize the classical Martin guitar.
"I sometimes sit here and play it before I can sleep. I got it for graduation, it was the last gift I ever got from my parents," tears forming in her eyes.
Bob looked at her tenderly and said softly, "Your parents had exceptional taste Honey, may I?"
She got a big smile and nodded to him, "Please do."
Bob sat on the chair that was set there for playing, and checked the tune, which was perfect, like he would have expected anything less. He proceeded to play and sing for her the single version of the Everly Brothers tune, "Let it be me".
Then to lighten up the mood, played their "Wake up Little Suzy".
As he sang the second song, Heather joined in with perfect harmony.
Bob's heart sang along with them as he noticed the joy in Heather's eyes. He would do everything he could to ensure many more examples of that look for her.
"Wow, we might have to add those to the play lists when we plan them."
Heather just smiled at him nodding, "We already know both of them and a couple more that the Everly Brothers did."
"How many songs do you guys know?"
She looked at him seriously, "About twelve hundred."
"Holy shit, how did you learn that many?"
"We listened to the records, then played them. Usually we would sit down to listen when we got together on the weekends, and then we'd play it. All of us have a pretty good ear so we would pick it up and usually it only took a couple plays before we had it down and moved on to the next one. We probably learned thirty or forty a weekend like that. We also passed music around all week so by the weekend we had already heard a bunch we could try together. When we learned them, we'd add them to the list of tunes we did the next weekend along with the ones we would try to learn. We'd try to play them the following couple weekends which reinforced the music, then it was just there to put on a playlist if we wanted to."
Then laughing, "We learned too many and couldn't play them all so we'd select a bunch and play them. Usually if we learned the song, and played it the next week or two, we could put it on the list three or four months later and we just played it. Nobody had to listen to it again, it was on the list, and so we played it."
Bob just shook his head and grinned at her. "Do you know how crazy this is?"
Displaying a melancholy smile, she lamented, "Yeah, I do, but it's what's kept me sane after I lost mom and dad. It's been really hard for me to adjust, and I'm still haunted by the whole thing."
Bob found her eyes, and said softly, "We'll work on that together Heather. Maybe I can help you to deal with it, but it'll only be when you're ready. I'd like you to think about it, don't dwell on it, but just think about it and when you're ready we can talk. I have a fairly simple view on the whole subject, and I also have some books that you may be interested in looking at, so let me know."
Heather looked at Bob curiously, "You can tell me Bob. I'm haunted, but I've had to deal with it. I will accept your help, but I guess we'll have to figure out what that'll be. What's your view?"
Bob looked at her with wistful eyes and took her hands in his. "Hey, I don't believe that the people we've lost are truly gone."
Curiosity took over her eyes. She was really wondering now.
"As long as you have your memories and can still see all the good times, then they're still 'living'. In your case, since you are the only one left, your folks won't truly die until you join them. They live in you Heather, in your heart, in your memories, and they always will. They're not gone, they're just not here."
With a sad, contemplative look she nodded her head. "Thank you. That gives me a lot of food for thought and it is an interesting philosophy."
His eyes were sad, but his face was bright. He nodded his head then gently set the guitar back in the stand and locked it in so it couldn't fall. He stood and holding both of Heather's hands again, pulled her to him for a soft tender kiss. He could feel the moisture of her tears on his cheeks, but just held the kiss longer letting her feel that she was "safe" in his arms.
She pulled her face from his, and moving her hands from his, wiped the tears from her face. Then she took him by the hand, led him to the bed and pulled back the sheets. She looked him in the eyes, and raised her face once again for another soft, tender kiss. There were no tears this time, only a relieved sigh when her body relaxed in his arms.
When she stepped back, he saw the shy smile when she began to unbutton the shirt she had been wearing.
When she got down to nothing but her panties and Bob down to his boxers, she noticed him looking her up and down lustfully, not hiding the fact he was looking at her body. She began to blush shyly knowing a man was raking her body with his eyes, but she unconsciously did the same, which didn't go unnoticed.
He found her dancing eyes, and with a smile on his face, asked if she wanted to join him in a quick shower.
She simply nodded her head.
Once again, her hand in his, they walked through the door to the master bath. The first thing he noticed was that it had an unusually large shower. While he turned the water handles to start warming the water, she moved to a small closet taking three towels out and setting them on the sink next to the shower.
Bob looked in her eyes without allowing them to drop to the rest of her body. Blushing brightly but with a shy smile, she slipped her fingers under the elastic of her panties and pushed them down her thighs letting them fall the rest of the way. She stepped out as soon as they hit the floor moving her long legs apart slightly showing him a quick partial view of the tight labia on her vulva and the shaved mons he already knew was bare from their cuddling the night before.
She looked at him nervously, like most young women not knowing how her partner would accept her naked body.
Seeing those nerves Bob thought to himself, it's so sad that in our society women seem to have such a low view of their bodies unless they look like a Barbie doll or a Playboy Bunny. Subconsciously they've been conditioned to believe that men won't find them attractive unless they look like the photos that Hefner puts out every month.
Looking her in the eyes Bob whispered, "You are an absolutely beautiful young woman Heather. It was dark last night, but now that I see you in the light, Wow!"
She gave him a blushing shy smile as she turned to check on the water. While she was doing the honors, he pushed down his boxers, and stepped out as they hit the floor. She turned around and looked at him letting her eyes move down to his now hard penis. She gasped at the sight and whispered, "It's beautiful."
He smiled, moving closer to put his arms firmly around her pecking her lips softly. His tongue darted to hers momentarily, but it was over before she could meet his invitation.
Quickly they both stepped into the shower and began washing each other slowly. There was the usual level of grab ass between two lovers while soaping, scrubbing, and rinsing, but nothing that was overtly pushing any envelopes. Bob was a very patient man, and he didn't want Heather to feel rushed in any way.
Typical of many guys, Bob didn't catch the hints she was blatantly giving him. Heather was hot to go.
As she was washing him down, she maneuvered him into a corner to begin a session of touchy, feely. She had his hardness in her hands giving it loving strokes, while gazing lustfully into his eyes. She lifted her face to his putting her soft lips on his, her tongue darting out to play.
He responded in kind, and even being in a corner reached up to cup her breasts gently. He began to play with her nipples rubbing the palm of his hand over each while caressing the mound. He moved one hand to her mons massaging gently those areas that most guys don't know about or choose to ignore in their haste to reach the land of promise. She was moaning fairly loudly by the time his fingers found her "go button".
He moved his fingers through her labia picking up her oils making the work on her clit much more comfortable. He continued to circle the sentry, teasing gently by moving the tip around in circles never touching the nubbin.
Her hand squeezed a little tighter when he began to push a little harder to finally bring her off. She plunged over the edge heading down into the valley, both hands moving quickly around his neck to hold him close.
When he felt her hands move and the orgasm start, he put an arm around her to hold her noting that her knees were getting shaky. He could feel her abs pulsing in spasm while she shouted her pleasure. He softly gave her vulva one lighter squeeze and put that arm around her as well.
They held each other closely while she came down from her visit to the valley of "O". He caressed her back and butt while whispering sweet, suggestive things into her ear giving her neck and shoulders an occasional nip with his teeth or lips. Her shuddering was slowing and her breathing was becoming more paced.
Heather managed to reach down again and grab hold of his stiff cock pulling her face away from his an inch or two to gaze into his eyes with an almost evil, "I want you to fuck me" look.
Is it any wonder that Bob was already hard as a rock? When they were finally finished playing in the shower, both took a soft fluffy towel and dried off. She took his hand in hers and once again, re-entered the bedroom. Sliding up to the bed Heather turned and put her arms around Bob's neck to kiss him again, and as she did, began to "fall" backwards towards the mattress pulling him down with her.
The way they landed on the bed, her legs were wrapped around him. It forced him to land on his knees between those gorgeous legs giving him a bird's eye view of the most beautiful pussy he'd ever seen.
Imagine that!
She pulled him down, crushing her chest with his, and locking their lips together for a very serious game of tongue tag. When she finally let the kiss break their noses rubbed softly. Their eyes were only two inches apart and visually speaking loudly to the other.
With her legs still wrapped tightly around his waist, her arms around his neck and shoulders, he knee walked slowly towards the middle of the bed. Each was feeling the warm skin contact being pressed on the other, her nipples hard and poking into his chest. Her hips began thrusting up vigorously towards his causing the bottom of his stiff rod to slide intensely between her slippery labia. When she reached the top of her stroke she would moan loudly, her little sentry, though protecting gallantly, felt the quake of activity surrounding it and ultimately succumbed to it's ferocity.
She wasn't a virgin by any means, but had only had sex with one boy, and only did it with him twice before realizing that he wasn't worth a hill of beans to her, either in the bedroom, or in her life. Typically of guys in that younger age group, he left her high and dry wondering, "Is this all there is?" Even with her lack of practical experience she was educated enough to know that it couldn't be.
While holding Bob tightly, she was already sensing this man was worth his weight in gold. Lowering his head down to softly take one of her nipples into his mouth, both sucking and licking, causing her entire body to arch up to press his. He could feel the twitching in her belly and the stiffening as her body fell quickly over the edge once more. The moan was loud and long, soon becoming loud purring as Heather rolled into her second orgasm of the evening. Bobbing his head slowly between her stiff nipples, he made sure that each received its proper attention. With a grin, he waited for her to recover a little from her second visit to the magical land of "O".
Contemplating making his move south for a taste of the essence emanating from the center of her sex, she gently pulled on his ears moving his face up to hers again. She wanted to plant a very soft appreciative kiss on his lips to thank him for her latest excursion. Finishing her kiss, she gazed hungrily into his eyes showing him the appetite she was feeling deep in her belly.
Moving her hips more slowly and deliberately in longer strokes, her arms grasped more tightly around his neck, her legs around his thighs. Heather's sparkling eyes danced wildly to meet with his.
She murmured softly but with intensity, "Make love to me Bobby. I want to feel you inside me, now Baby." Then with a heavy sigh, "We can play more later," adding breathlessly, "I've only done this twice before, I want to know how a real man feels deep in me, how a real man loves his woman."
"Only twice?" he asked, shocked.
Piercing him with her eyes, she gasped, "Yeah. It was a huge mistake. The only positive was that I didn't get pregnant, thank God."
She rendered a heavy sigh, "It's a long, ugly story. Right now, I need you to make love to me Honey, gently, slowly, and softly. Please Baby, do me now."
She maneuvered her hips around to the point where she could move his cock so it was aimed directly at her vagina, gently pushing into her soft outer labia. Both felt the soaked wet lips move aside, allowing his member to push through to the retreating interior labia, so it could enter the very tight velvet tunnel.
Slowly, with smallest amount of pressure possible, he pushed his cock firmly at her entrance. With a solid "snap" and a mutual loud groan, he had pushed through the tight muscles surrounding her entrance. When he first felt them close around the bulbous head of his phallus, he held himself still, not moving at all, for a few moments while she adjusted to his intrusion.
As he gazed into them, her eyes enlarged when she felt his entry, showing him the "whites of her eyes".
"Oh god Bobby, That's sooo gooooood."
After a few moments, with a slightly strained grin, she whispered, "More please."
In response, Bob pushed gently and slowly while Heather pushed up slightly with her hips. Very quickly, much more quickly than he had anticipated, he was buried to the bone pushing firmly against the little nub that had patiently awaited that final plunge.
She wiggled in frenzy and quietly whimpering, purred loudly. His pubic bone, having been properly introduced, mashed against her little clitty causing her body to twitch uncontrollably, jerk almost violently, and then arch up against him as she galloped hastily a little deeper into valley of "O" for the third time.
Heather was in heaven, or at least she felt like it was heaven. This is the first time since the death of her parents that she was feeling anything resembling complete. It felt like something that had been sorely missing, was retrieved from somewhere and replaced into its rightful position. She hadn't planned on this happening, but she wasn't going to complain to anyone either.
"Unghhhh...Aahhhhhh...Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigodddd...Ooooooo fuuucccckkkkkkk," she started a prolonged moan while the newly awakened muscles lining her vagina began milking Bob's cock without mercy.
He couldn't hold out, gasping, "Honey, I'm about to blow, do I need to pull out?"
Heather quickly smiled at him shaking her head, "Noooo. Goddd don't you dare. I want to feel you shoot in me. I want every drop of you tonight."
He was beyond the ability to hold out any longer. As nature dictates he pushed down into her as far as was possible and started spurting his copious offering through the tiny opening in her cervix and into the welcoming baby factory. If a fertile egg had been waiting, it wouldn't have stood a chance against the millions of powerful swimmers that had been unleashed, but fortunately for all, there was no life to be created this night. That would be left for a later time, in another place.
"Shiitttt. Bobbbbbbyyy. Awwww ffucckkkkk," Heather screamed, another powerful orgasm enveloping her young body. This one was holding on to her with a vengeance.
Bob could feel her trembling wildly just before collapsing into an unmistakable state of total relaxation. When she was finally able to open her eyes to look into his, there was a satiated woman. Her breathing was being pulled and pushed in desperate gasps as she continued to spasm against his body. She started to laugh quietly.
"I can't believe we just did that," she gasped through her laughter. "I'm so grateful to Chelly for you, I can't express what this means to me."
Then the laughter turned to tears as she began to sob softly against his chest, "I don't feel so lost now, so alone. I feel so complete right at this moment; I wish I were in my fertile time. I would love to carry and give you our baby. I know that doesn't fit with our immediate plans, but it's just the way I feel right now."
"Honey, we will make babies, lots of them if you want. You've just shown me again, your focus and maturity. Now isn't the best time to consider that option. I don't think either of us would regret it happening, but realistically it wouldn't be fair to the other three girls."
She smiled at him through her tears, and whispered, "I know Bobby, but a girl can have her dreams."
"I so look forward to making babies with you, but for now we'll just have to be satisfied practicing," she added softly with an mischievous grin.
He nodded chuckling, "Practice makes perfect!"
They both rolled to their sides to cuddle for a while before Bob reached for his mask and turned out the light. In a very short time both Heather and Darth Vader were nodding off to make a visit into slumber land.